I made a big batch of homemade pickles yesterday. I got the highest compliment of all. Hubby went in the frig for a pickle. He saw the store bought there and not mine. I told him mine wouldn’t be ready for at least another day. He said “ok, I’ll eat the ordinary pickles”.
About the Author: NJ Mom of 2 boys. Social media enthusiast. Blogger. Freelance marketing. I love cats. Ds Advocate. Love rock music, I'm currently listening to lots of Digital Summer and Oleander. My name is Valerie, but I go by valmg online. I am a mother to 2 boys – TJ, a 17 year old, and CJ, a 14 year old with Down Syndrome. I am a Jersey girl. I have three younger brothers, all of whom have children. I HATE the misuse of the word retarded. I take it personally and find it very offensive.